The Angry Writer Pt. 02

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.

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I hope you are enjoying these stories, they share the same universe as The Millionaire Chronicles. As always comments are welcome and rate me honestly. Thanks.

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Angie knew it was going to be a bad day. The day before someone had taken over her life somehow. She didn't remember much about how the day had started. Only that she had decided that her wardrobe no longer fit her style. So she took a trip to the mall and found herself outside the Victoria Secrets store an hour before its opening time. From there her life turned upside down. She had stripped in front of the store manager, a young woman, and let her violate her virgin body. Then the woman dressed her in the sluttiest undergarments and clothing and she left the store allowing the mall patrons to drool over the sight she made in the revealing clothing.

Once she arrived home she found herself upstairs getting naked in front of a laptop she didn't remember owning, masturbating on her bed with the web camera streaming everything to the internet. Which was bad enough, but then the neighbor boy, the Robinson's eighteen year old son, came in her house because her front door was open, and found her upstairs. He then ate her... her... pussy! Then shoved his thing! His hard, thick, long thing into her, over and over again, until she came so hard she passed out, or thought she had.

Then came the video on the computer, the instructions on the screen, and the note on the stoop. She was trapped. Finally there was the pizza boy and the command word. She put his thing in her mouth! She had never done that! And he shot his stuff down her throat and all over her face and chest. Then he left her. Whoever it was that was doing this to her, must have been watching, because he called her.

He told her she was going to be working a new job, at Victoria's Secret in the morning, and switching her schedule at the library. He told her she would come home after working at the library on Friday nights and stream videos of her doing things in her bedroom, with whoever happened to be there. He then said the command word and told her to cum, and she did, over and over again until she did pass out.

When she came to, the woman from the store was there and she brought her upstairs and put her to bed. They had sex for hours and went to sleep. Now here she was, a message on her machine. The library had to change her schedule, she would be working 7pm to 11pm from now on, Monday through Friday. How was this happening?

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Angie arrived through the employees' entrance of the shop. Presley was waiting for her.

"Good morning." Presley said smiling at her.

Another young girl entered the employee area, she was about 5' 5" with red hair a narrow waist, full breasts and gorgeous hips for a girl her size. She had an elfin face and was very cute.

"This is Jojo. She will be your trainer today." Presley winked at Jojo.

"Take her in hand and show her the ropes." Jojo nodded to her boss and took Angie by the hand.

"Not a problem boss lady." Jojo replied.

She reached out and took Angie's hand. Leading her to the stock room area. There were large shelves filled with boxes of inventory. She led her through a maze like passage between the large shelves and soon Angie found herself in what she supposed was the employee lounge area. She was surprised to see it was nicer than any other one she had ever been in. It had a 40" flat screen on the wall, and a blue-ray player on a stand underneath. There was a table for lunch with nice comfy chairs around it and what looked a home theater couch in front of the TV that would lounge three very comfortably.

"Presley told me about your interview yesterday." Jojo said with a smile on her face. "You do know though, that she is the store manager, and even though she is over all boss... I am your direct supervisor and you will answer to me on a daily basis."

"Uhm, no, I didn't know that." Angie responded. Wondering where this was leading, and hoping not where she feared.

Jojo, still holding her hand, twisted her arm behind her back violently, holding the hand up between her shoulder blades and leaned in from behind her to whisper in her ear.

"We are going to have our own little interview." Jojo paused and then in a softer lower voice said "gravitas.".

How many people did he pass on that damned word to?!?!

"I have been instructed to allow you normal thoughts. However you will do exactly what I tell you. So if you end up enjoying what happens back here, it's all on you. But whether or not you like it, you will do it." Jojo giggled. "Now, you will follow any and all instructions I give you, every day. I tell you to do something you will do it."

"Oh god no!" Angie cried. She was trapped by this girl! Even if she had been commanded to forget the command word, Angie would never be released from her control!

"Strip Angie." Jojo commanded.

Angie proceeded to remove her clothes, first her top came off, as per previous instructions she wore the skimpy bra and panties Presley gave her the day before. The bra pushed up her breasts and made them look so much fuller. Her nipples stuck out very far from the fabric rubbing against them all morning. Jojo made appreciative sounds when they were revealed. Angie then removed her skirt, her panties barely covered her bald pussy, which was wet even though this mortified her. Jojo reached out a hand and groped her pussy roughly, a finger pressing the material of her panties between her soaked lips.

"Presley was right, you are a hot bitch." Jojo brought her hand up to Angie's mouth. She moved away from Jojo's fingers. Her other hand grabbed Angie by the back of the head.

"Open your mouth!" she growled, and stuck her finger in the woman's mouth when it opened. Angie nearly gagged on the taste of her own juices and the fact that Jojo tried to stick her finger all the way down her throat.

Jojo grabbed Angie's hair tightly and pulled her head back. Angie opened her mouth to cry out, but before a sound could erupt, Jojo spit in her mouth.

"You are my little slut now. Do you understand?" She asked.

"Yes." Angie responded.

"Yes Mistress is the proper reply my dear." Jojo said.

"Yes Mistress." Angie said as tears started to run down her face.

"Good, now get on your knees slut." Jojo commanded, as she sat down on the couch.

Angie got down on her knees on the hard concrete floor. She looked over at Jojo wondering what she had in mind for her. Jojo was smiling at her and produced a cell phone. She started taking pictures of Angie and more tears ran down her face as her humiliation continued.

"Crawl over here slut." Jojo told her. Angie got on her hands and knees and crawled over to her.

"Lay across my knees on your stomach." Jojo said as she giggled.

"Please no." Angie said, even as she lay across the girl's lap.

Jojo pulled her panties halfway down her butt cheeks and gently rubbed the skin. Angie was getting into the soft caresses and thought Jojo was going to just play with her. Suddenly the hand was gone, then SMACK! Angie screamed as the hand hit her hard across her right ass cheek. She had never been hit so hard in her life.

She could hardly breathe from the pain of the strike. Tears flowed freely as she gasped for breath.

"Oh come on, I barely touched you." Jojo said. It didn't even leave a hand print. She took a picture of Angie's ass and showed it to her. There was her ass, and there was barely a red mark anywhere. Yet it felt so very painful.

"Let's try that again. This time though, I will leave a mark." Jojo said with just a little menace in her voice.

SMACK! Angie saw stars, she felt dizzy, the pain made her arch her back and she screamed again. She felt Jojo stick her hand between her legs.

"Damn girl you are wet." Jojo removed her panties and wadded them up in a ball. She shoved them in her pussy and they soaked up her juices. Jojo then took her soaked panties and put them up to her mouth.

"Open wide Angie. Don't want to scare the customers." Jojo said. Angie opened her mouth and Jojo inserted the pantie, soaked in pussy juice into her mouth.

Angie felt Jojo playing with her ass and pussy, a much nicer change from the spanking she had been receiving.

"Don't worry, we aren't done. Just giving you some contrast, while I have some fun." Jojo teased.

Presley watched from behind the shelves as Jojo dominated Angie. She remembered the first time Jojo dominated someone back here. It had been their regional manager Tuana. She had recently arrived from overseas thought she was going to change everything. Jojo soon had her eating pussy and ass all day long, with plenty of video to go along with it. That's how Presley had gotten the store manager job. She grinned at the thought. She and Jojo had been together for a long time. She was the only one Jojo was submissive to.

Presley ran her fingers over her wet cunt lips, spreading them apart so she could insert a digit slowly inside. As the tip entered, she teased her clit with the rest of her finger, sliding the length across it, wishing Jojo would get to the fucking. She had two customers interested fucking the new girl. Those rich bitches paid a pretty penny to get their hooks into young pussy, and it kept her and Jojo in nice things.

She looked at the shelf in front of her, and couldn't wait to bring the strap-ons over to Jojo and see the expression on Angie's face. From what she had been told in the letter, Angie would be really stretched by these massive dildos.

Presley still didn't know who was sending the letters and didn't really care, they had been coming for months, and Angie was just the latest in a long line of conquests. Ah, there we go, Jojo had her on her knees now, head between Jojo's legs. Presley grabbed one of the strap-ons and slipped it on under her skirt. It made her skirt stick up in the front, far enough she almost giggled. It was ten inches long and as thick as her wrist. The other one was just as big. Jojo would love it. Angie not so much.

She walked into the lounge area. "What the fuck do you think you two are doing!" she yelled at them.

"This is a place of business!" she grabbed Angie by the hair and pulled out from between Jojo's legs. Roughly she pushed her across the room. She stood before Jojo, throwing the other strap-on on the couch and slapped Jojo across the face.

Angie thought she was saved. She didn't see the strap-on on the couch, or that Presley's skirt was strangely tented in the front. She just knew she was angry with Jojo and that she might get out of this situation.

Presley grabbed Jojo by the hair and tilted her head back. Jojo was smiling as Presley used her other hand to reveal the strap-on hidden by the skirt.

"You were supposed to take her by the hand and show her the ropes! Yet I come back here and she is loose and eating your cunt!" Presley screamed in her face.

"The ladies will be here in an hour and she is not ready! They want to fuck her, own her, humiliate her, and you are back here having playtime with her!" Presley pulled Jojo towards the towering phallus and she opened her mouth, the thick prick was forced deep into her and two hands held her head and pumped it on the fake cock.

Angie's face turned pale. This was not a rescue. She was being given to some women in an hour?! She curled up into a ball and started to cry.

"Oh please, you loved it last night Angie. Though you weren't really fucked, except by the neighbor boy, and he was small compared to this." Presley said, wiggling her hips as she thrust her fake cock in and out of Jojo's face. Suddenly she jerked the other girl off of her cock and pushed her back on the couch.

"Get yours on." She commanded. Then she slowly turned towards the young woman on the ground.

"Now you little slut. Get over here." She told Angie.

Angie was surprised that she felt the urge to obey. She could not remember when that had been "programed" in. She crawled over to Presley.

"Stay on your hands and knees and face away from me." She was commanded.

Angie turned around, dreading what was coming next. She felt hands on her ass cheeks, then hot breath, she flinched as something soft, warm and wet moved between the crack of her ass. Was Presley licking her ass?! She couldn't help herself as a moan escaped her. It did feel so good as she was licked from behind. She watched as Jojo stripped naked and put on the strange device. Not only did it have a fake penis sticking out, but it had another one that she slid inside her. It was a bit shorted, but not by much, but it was just as thick. Jojo lay down on the floor and scooted under Angie, the fake penis slid down her stomach and abdomen, caressed her clit as popped up between her legs.

Jojo reached up and groped her breasts, pulling on her nipples. She felt the fake penis being rubbed between her pussy lips as the tongue licked her lips and then... oh, it licked her asshole. That was nasty and kind of nice... she moaned against her will. She felt Presley's soft mouth engulf her pussy and that wonderful tongue invade her pussy, exploring its forbidden depths. Her juices flowed freely. The combination of the tongue and mouth on her pussy and the fingers pulling her nipples set her orgasm exploding through her body. She started squirting all over Presley's face, soaking her and the fake cock.

Presley felt she was ready and placed the cock at her opening, the tip parted her lips and she used her hand to press down on Angie's abdomen, forcing her to accept the huge monster into her tight opening. Angie could barely get any breath. The pain was excruciating, it was so big, filling her tight hole. Then that warm mouth engulfed her asshole and tongued it, taking her mind away from the pain and she loosened up, just enough that it hurt less. She pressed down a little and Jojo pressed up, forcing the end in her to move, causing her to moan in pleasure while Angie moaned in discomfort.

Jojo proceeded to thrust up into her cunt and pull on her nipples as Presley continued to rim her. She felt her pussy stretching and the feeling started to grow much more pleasurable. Soon a hand moved away from one of her breasts and started playing with her clit. She found herself lowering her head and kissing Jojo, she couldn't believe she was doing this, but it was happening. Her mouth tasted so sweet, her tongue was soft and fencing with hers. She moaned as fingers gently pinched and rolled her clit. She gasped only a little when the mouth on her ass moved and she felt a finger replace the tongue that had been there. It moved slowly in and out, in rhythm with the cock in her pussy. Did she just think the word cock instead of penis?

The finger moved around, stimulating her as the cock touched her in places she didn't know existed. She started moaning again and pushing back against the finger. Jojo started thrusting up at her faster, chasing her own orgasm. She was confused as to which sensation she wanted more of, the finger in her ass or the cock in her cunt... damn now she was using the word cunt... she was a slut.

Presley decided that Angie was ready and slid a second finger into her ass, she giggle when the woman arched her back and came all over the cock in her cunt. She watched as she collapsed back on Jojo, who went back to kissing her and fucking her, trying to reach her own orgasm. Presley worked her fingers in and out of Angie's ass, spreading them and twisting them, stretching the hole, for soon she was going to plunge her strap-on into this woman and get her ready for her new role in the store. Fuck mannequin. It is what made them the most profitable store in the region. She giggled as she thought of the regional manager's visit next week. That was going to be very fun. Very fun indeed.

She pulled her fingers out of Angie's ass and the poor woman's hole was slow to close, so she knew it was time. Besides Angie groaned in frustration when the fingers were removed so she didn't want to disappoint her.

She knelt behind her and took her ass in both hands, using her thumbs to stretch her hole apart she spit in the opening and lined up the head of her fake cock. The tip pressed against the hole.

"Uhm...NO!" Angie screamed when she felt the size of the object pressed against her ass.

Jojo reached up and wrapped her arms around Angie's waist holding her in place. Presley kept one hand on her ass and with the other guided the rubber phallus into the stretched opening of her anus. The combination of her pussy juices and the spit was just enough to allow the thick head to pop past the ring.

"Aarrgghhh!" Angie screamed as the monster invaded her ass. The sensation of the two large cocks squeezing into her body, pressing against each other with just a tiny membrane of flesh separating them was almost more than her brain could endure. Her head started to swim. Then the two women started to saw slowly in and out of her. Complementing each other's thrusts and Jojo pulled her head down to her mouth and whispered in her ear. "Cum for me, hard"

That was it. Her body reacted to the command. Tremors wracked her system as the juices flowed from her cunt. Jojo used the new lubrication to fuck her faster, making her concentrate on those feelings of pleasure. While Presley continued the slow ravishing of her anal passage. Soon she felt another orgasm building inside her, she had become accustomed to the anal intruder, the sensations filling her body were too much, too overwhelming. She tossed back her head and screamed out her orgasm as pussy juices erupted from her and sweat poured off her body.

Meanwhile in a house in her neighborhood a man watched a computer screen and nodded as he stroked himself to orgasm. Everything was going as planned. Angie was coming along nicely. He moved the mouse across the screen and clicked on another icon. This one brought up another image. A living room, a woman in her late 30s was sitting on a couch watching TV, a morning soap opera. A piece of paper was laying on the floor, in her lap was a year book, her son's high school year book. Her hand was between her legs, masturbating to his football picture. The man picked up his list. Mrs. Robinson, check, Brady Robinson, her son, check, and finally Gail Williams, bookish teen, follows Brady around school and he never noticed her.

He had gotten a letter to her by leaving it in her mailbox in the afternoon, past the time of the normal mail run. She always got home before her mother and picked up the mail. This day it was all junk mail so he threw it all away and left an envelope in there, with her name on it and from Brady written in black sharpie. He knew that would get her to open it. The instructions got her to go to a certain URL on the internet and follow the instructions listed there. It would never be traced back to him. The URL hosted malware that allowed him to access her laptop's webcam and from there other devices in the house that had Bluetooth.

Her mother was pretty hot for 52, divorced which was a plus and her aunt lived in town, married but still sexy even at the age of 46. Gail was 19 and like Ms. Breton not very secure in her beauty. He liked to prey on that. He had letters ready for her aunt and mother but that would wait for another day. Tonight was for Gail, Brady and Mrs. Beth Robinson. Mr. Robinson was out of town. The man chuckled, Mr. Robinson's boss got a letter sending the man out on a business trip for a week. Cancun, all expenses paid with a letter to be opened when he got there. Poor Mr. Robinson was going to be arrested on drug charges and soliciting a minor. He would never leave the Mexican prison.

He looked back at his monitors, all was set, soon Brady would be home and the fun would begin.